oh, now I hear you
oh, now I hear you
I remember that day
like it was my birthday
the day your Karmann Ghia
ran over my pet dogma
flattened it out
like a cancerous crepe
and we wolfed it down
like a stained Eucharist
laughing at our mulish ears
our potent Pinocchio noses
doubling at the waist
tears of latent definitions
streaming down our warrior cheeks
laughing, crying, laughing, screaming
laughing ............slaying ourselves
bellyfire guffaws down so deep
in the guts of simple truths
laughing at time past, laughing
like hopped up hyenas
our infantile resistance
our defiance to move an inch
or two into the other lane
for a moment
allow the other to pass
so we bolted like frisky lovers do
out onto the front lawn
in the courtyard of the planets
twirling in concentric circles of discovery
fingers laced like antique boots
adjectives inept, verbs unnecessary
and we both saw it, a flashing
message appearing in a celestial
neon bible highlighted in purple
mist, illuminated in the charred
skyline by the drunken lights
of dead poets, humongous letters
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FEET TALL
LISTEN FOOL !
like it was my birthday
the day your Karmann Ghia
ran over my pet dogma
flattened it out
like a cancerous crepe
and we wolfed it down
like a stained Eucharist
laughing at our mulish ears
our potent Pinocchio noses
doubling at the waist
tears of latent definitions
streaming down our warrior cheeks
laughing, crying, laughing, screaming
laughing ............slaying ourselves
bellyfire guffaws down so deep
in the guts of simple truths
laughing at time past, laughing
like hopped up hyenas
our infantile resistance
our defiance to move an inch
or two into the other lane
for a moment
allow the other to pass
so we bolted like frisky lovers do
out onto the front lawn
in the courtyard of the planets
twirling in concentric circles of discovery
fingers laced like antique boots
adjectives inept, verbs unnecessary
and we both saw it, a flashing
message appearing in a celestial
neon bible highlighted in purple
mist, illuminated in the charred
skyline by the drunken lights
of dead poets, humongous letters
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FEET TALL
LISTEN FOOL !
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
- jackofnightmares
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Re: oh, now I hear you
i 2 remember that day
if must have been your birthday
not mine
The day I read The Neon Bible
And heard the voice of Ismael
and other monsters from the ID
Douglas Adams
Died for my sins
thanks for the good cognition saw
excellent poem
please pardon the personal baggage in my riff
if must have been your birthday
not mine
The day I read The Neon Bible
And heard the voice of Ismael
and other monsters from the ID
Douglas Adams
Died for my sins
thanks for the good cognition saw
excellent poem
please pardon the personal baggage in my riff
"Skepticism is the chastity of the intellect" Santayana The Idea of Christ in the Gospels
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Re: oh, now I hear you
Love it..... potent Pinocchio noses.
Great write thank you for sharing.
Great write thank you for sharing.
Re: oh, now I hear you
Very good poem & theme.
and we wolfed it down
like a stained Eucharist.
( fine lines)
and we wolfed it down
like a stained Eucharist.
( fine lines)

Re: oh, now I hear you
thanx dadio & nightwriter.....and to jackofnightmares, yes the neon bible was so amazing, particularly considering the John Kennedy Toole wrote it at 16...and his other book A Confederacy of Dunces remains one of my favorites, to the extent of having read it 4 times....it's so damned funny it always cheers me up.....and what a tragic story, the author as you probably know committed suicide before either book was published....his mother thankfully found them and persisted......thanx for your comments on the poem....
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
- myrna minkoff
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Re: oh, now I hear you
I think that is the bit that tripped my baggageour defiance to move an inch
or two into the other lane
for a moment
allow the other to pass
bringing up reptile thoughts
as if ontogeny did recapitulate phylogeny
and my brain encapsulates a reptile consciousness
thank you again for the poem
Re: oh, now I hear you
this a supreme compliment coming from myrna minkoff.........thanx for your thoughts
yours truly,
Ignatius
yours truly,
Ignatius
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
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Re: oh, now I hear you
the sooner you can get someone to feed you so all you have to do is write, the better- wow you are really good-
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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